19:52 - SpawdophonikDoes anyone live in an American suburb, if so is it still like this:

19:33 - Marcel Hubregtsebtw if you want to hear some really off the wall covers when compared to the originals listen to this split [link]

19:32 - Marcel HubregtseYeah that's a great cover. Loved at first listen when I got hold of the vinyl version of One in Darkness, Two in Damnation, Three in Death, 2002 - 2007 compilation on their tour in 2013.

10:39 - Ace FrawleyShit, just read this on Twitter: Due to some recent activity that we as individuals have zero tolerance for, Danny Walker is no longer the drummer in Intronaut. What the hell happened?

Though this track is never sung or spoken, in the cd
booklet they have something wrote down for it, so here it is.

Ioldánach's Accepted Wisdom in Prefaced Tense;
In the great strategy of bout, there will be three thousand score.
They will do as they see fit.
They are neither younger nor older
Than them, in their klans;
A triumph declared: three tyrants will conquer
Surmounting for undying candor,
As one and three will stand as one;
Their swords blemish with crimson clots.
That's a great honor, killing one by one, and
"A GREAT INCENTIVE," according to them.
If they go to where the king is killed, then
They will compose (he shall decompose)-
They will compile a final victory for his fortitude
Posed within his mind.

02. Pillars Of Mercy

Cairn Warrior's Atrocious Assertion to War:]
I (still) admire the flow of echoing horns.
Mimicking blows so boldly, I hear...
I stand visibly, high, on this splendid bastion,
To remember a High King, a tyrant of no fear

I am the first son: a commander without a father,
"Fortuitous doom," the last of his predictions.
I'll take advantage by igniting the balusters...
Preparing enraged flames with sweltering speed.

[Chorus I - Cairn Warrior and Art Aenfer's War Exclamation (High King of
Tara):]
(THESE ARE THE) PILLARS OF MERCY!
Today, I am callous...
Tomorrow, I am king -
Immortal, strong, exultant, and conquering!

[Chorus II:]
PILLARS OF MERCY!
My song and my word are iniquitous -
Gathering assemblies in days gone by!

[Chorus III:]
(FIRE BURNS WITH THE) PILLARS OF MERCY!
My chariot races through saw-toothed hills,
And hurls through every valley and mere!

[Chorus IV:]
PILLARS OF MERCY!
Watchtowers collapse before the lift of the twilight,
I am swift in battle-
My voice is heard!
PILLARS OF MERCY!

Frost, fire, and wind are pelting all the columns...
There is no dilution for them to fight again!
Only three chariots are seen on the charred plains -
Through all the throngs and clusters, lambs and stallions!

"If you should speak to me now,
Then I will chamber Tara's pinnacle.
Why my father? Another damning scuffle?
I (still) admire the sound of echoing horns!"

[Chorus V - Cairn Warrior and Art Aenfer's War Exclamation (High King of
Tara):]
(THOSE WERE THE) PILLARS OF MERCY!
Frenzied vultures gnawed the necks of dead men,
As the sturdy, gilded columns had seethed!

[Chorus VII:]
(FLAMES FLAYED ON THE) PILLARS OF MERCY!
Their vapid minds were troubled and sides were pierced-
And warlike deeds had been fulfilled!

[Chorus VIII:]
PILLARS OF MERCY!
We saluted chieftains on the regal Tara -
We hailed the tyrants that governed our waters!
PILLARS OF MERCY!
STRIKE!

[Terminus:]
There shall be no lack of dignity,
For those who oppose them.

[Repeat Terminus]

"THERE WILL BE PILLARS OF MERCY!"

03. A Shield With An Iron Face

Mong n:]
A Cairn warrior dressed in his harness feeling fury and frenzy.
His silky top had blood stained gauze stretched across his pecks.
His tartan had lines of symmetry running east and west.
An embellished shield with an iron face was embraced in his left hand.

[Mong n:]
He rushed to feed the fire,
As honor gained him a home -
He veered beyond the pyres,
The Son of Cairn sat enthroned.
An iron shield gaped toward the sky,
With oak wood and leather backing;
Reprisal lead the way to his mind,
And so it did.

[Cairn Warrior's Appetency of Invultuation:]
I am the one to seek the courtly witch -
She is the one to find me.
I am the one to yearn the dazzling bitch -
She is the one to bind me.
So I say, the spell has begun!

[Tea (Courtly Witch):]
"The darkness is starting and control is done..."

[Cairn Warrior:]
Stones of power inside this sphere
are stark stones of magick -
I am joining the mystic ring,
with this woman, as we implore.
We do implore.
I am aiding the mystic writ;
I am gifted knowledge from deep wells!

Bring to me my heart's desire,
My words of strength are suddenly hung,
So I proudly state this spell has begun!

[Cairn Warrior:]
Stones of power within ire
are strong stones of cabal.
I am joined int he magick round,
with this bitch, as we implore.
We shall explore.
With Paralda by my side,
I am granted sylphs and zephyrs!

[Cairn Warrior's Second Myaltic Rite:]
Show me the rings of your cosmic fire,
Make my pathway carved and clear.
Give me a code that's no will of mine,
To show me your presence is here!

Though this track is never sung or spoken, in the cd
booklet they have something wrote down for it, so here it is.

"With warriors like these, he won victories wherever he went...the heroes of a legend never really die, and a hundred years was neither here nor there for the Celts. Their champions remained unfettered by logic and could even be reborn through the transmigration of souls."
---Jean Markale---

08. From Ancient Times (Starless Skies Burn To Ash)

Blazing to their pikes
Turning to dust
Gusting with the wind
They (still) dream of an older delusion

Reigning, raining
Dampening the empire
Their excursion burns with the ashes

Calm lakes mirrored
Glistening everywhere
They rove through the waters and fires

"O' you abyssic essence who is before me and who follows after my heart,
usher me in at your usherings,
for you are the one who guides me,
who escorts my anima under the Earth,
as I am a soul who is stark in Vorago."

11. Born (Of The Waves)

Though this track is never sung or spoken, in the cd
booklet they have something wrote down for it, so here it is.

"Son of Lir and chief of the Tuatha de Danan; this name comes from the ancient Celtic word "bronnos," which is defined as a "crow" or "raven." It was quite instinctive that the Welsh should have changed the name Bron, whom Irish legend had given them as the brother of Manannán, into Bran, that they might canonize him."
(Manannán mac Lir, Études Celtiques, VI, p.253)
---Proscriptor McGovern---

12. Stone Of Destiny (...For Magh Slécht And Ard Righ)

We are three high kings in honor.
We are the midst of Dagda's spell -
We are three armored forces, and
We are the gold-torqued leaders.
Three wild horsemen:
Three fearless in combat -
Three gold-crowned conjurers of clash, yet
Three clannish chiefs from the Kingdom of Midhe...

The leading, foremost tyrant -
The subsequent tormentor, and
The past intimidator of Cythraul
Are impending.
"Has there ever been a better idol than Dagda?
Will there ever be a better icon than myself?"

"In the eyes of myself, I fervently speak."
The trio goes out at dawn.
Fiercely, we plan to fight our assailants:
Three of us versus three thousand: complete.

"In the eyes of myself, I adroitly scream!"

"WE WILL ARRIVE AT THE STONE OF DESTINY." (Tara)
"WE WILL REACH THE PERDITION OF IBID." (Cythraul)

INVINCIBLE: we are to their spears!
INTREPIDLY: we occupy our posts!
A FORECAST OF DESTINY!
INVISIBLE: they are to their hands!
INSOLENTLY: they amuse their own pride!
INTERCHANGEABILITY: INNERCHANGEABILITY!

"With the sway of myself, weather means disaster.
I affirm each day for the men of the brave."

[Repeat Verse]

As our swords of steel, their mead, and courage are fused.
Is it not the throne for our Master of the Gulch?
On its trim are rings of pearls, polished.
One seat remains near the jaded citadel.

[First Supposition - Narration:]
"The plains of adoration do lie somewhere below Tara, way below Tara, as a
matter of fact.
Sometimes give as Moyslaught and as always, Crom Cruach is welcomed."

"With the sway of myself, weather means disaster.
I affirm each day for the men of the brave."

[Final Supposition - Narration:]
"The notorious Klan stands by the ramparts at Tara where all enemies are
approaching.
Being bound by a geis, the three have no choice but to stand against the
feeble units.
Enveloping in an opaque mist, they suddenly find themselves in a magical
place where they are
received by the deity Manann n and a courtly witch. Finally, they begin to
walk up the steep
grassland of Tara, with wand and sword, which enables them to distinguish
the truth from the lies."

It is the chair for our Master of the Tor.
It is embellished with bullion: marked.
It remains on top of the lofty mound.
It streams gray and silver lining.
It will be an accolade given to us.
That is, by the third of the last king.

13. Tara (Recapitulation)

Though this track is never sung or spoken, in the cd
booklet they have something wrote down for it, so here it is.

The Cythrául Klan's Inherited Perception in Decisive Tense;
We are not the ones who will sing without any hesitation.
Of our crusade, altough we are almighty;
We will sing of a battle from the hill,
Paying homage to the first two leaders: Dagda and Manannán.
We are guardians of the swiftest gales-
Masters of many lands and seas are in attendance.
The waters are like unexpected tears that fall from the sky-
That is, to the depths of the supreme Cythrául.
On the heights of Tara, in County Meath,
We are now signs of intention,
We are vipers in quiet lakes,
We are merciful pillars, yet
We are significance of a legend-
We are masters of the Hall.